Uh,

I'm a master of neglect,

And putting myself second,

And feeling every second all my progress is gone,

I feel like every new drop is just another duwop cause not making guwop ain't a hill I'm dying on,

(I'm sick of this shit)

I woke up his morning thinkin' bout some paper,

Dreamt bout eating coochie with some flavor,

When it comes to dollas wih some commas,

Only time that I'm a chaser,

This from the heart, don't need a pacer,

This some kill or be killed shit, CON-FLICT,

Got my blood boiling,

A Konvict, I'm Akon with a blood diamond,

I'm ignant, Cognac pigment, tell you what that pig meant?

Man this **** is dangerous,

But how the fuck we get here man I said it before,

I be drowning myself in liquor, keep my mental afloat,

Lost respect for a field of ****, cherry-picking and plottin,

To drop all of the support to get they foot in the door,

If you don't start nun won't be nun,

A lot of **** that I started with ain't see nun,

That ain't dissin on no fallout, Absence like you ain't call out,

All these muthafuckin' blank stares and cold shoulders tryna thaw out

Ayo but Who's that peekin in my window,

Another fuckin dopefiend seekin IN-dough,

All the hoes say YAY for the Yayo,

Understood a young **** like 10-4,

But who's that peekin in my window,

Last time y'all wasn't fucking with the tempo,

It feel like my fuckin brain about to cave in,

What I'm gone do to solve it man it's simple